no love
We all think that we've found
the one
but were one in a million.
Moving so quickly,
like bullets,
pausing briefly
to brush lips
(or more?)
Love is non-exsisting
its out of human reach.
If walls could speak,
I'd pray they could
tell me the answers.
Life is a bitter-sweet reunion.
the one
but were one in a million.
Moving so quickly,
like bullets,
pausing briefly
to brush lips
(or more?)
Love is non-exsisting
its out of human reach.
If walls could speak,
I'd pray they could
tell me the answers.
Life is a bitter-sweet reunion.